There's a small rock in my heart[isar]
09-10-2013, 05:33 PM
The call of his assailant would carry the king onwards, paws gliding effortlessly over the withering vegetation that struggled to hold out against harsh elements. What did Oddity seek? The unknown tickled the kings fancy, mind rolling over possibilities as the man?s dark form slowly rose in the distance, now illuminated by the first golden rays of morning. Perhaps the loyal warrior had brought him another gift? Morning was the Kings favourite time, due to his pale skin one had to be careful to avoid harsh sunlight. Lips tweaked as he approached, somewhat disappointed to find the ebony all alone, though not particularly surprised. ?No more gifts, Oddity?? a mock frown creased his features, ?That?s unfortunate.? |